Hueco Mundo: Load The Holy Lord Template At The Beginning

Soul Society, the twelfth division team building.

Technology Development Bureau, Lingbo Surveying Research Institute.

He is still as active as a toad becoming a spirit, still working conscientiously and flexibly, tapping the keyboard in front of him with his fingers, making a crackling sound.

Suddenly, the red alarm light came on, and a harsh sound echoed in the laboratory.

"Sutra level."

After the last experience, Shuang has become much calmer.

"Did Hueco Mundo invade the real world again?"

"The captain seems to have not returned yet, please inform the first team directly."

"This level of alarm is no longer something Captain Nirvana can handle."

After pressing several buttons in succession, the alarm about the reappearance of Shutara level in the world was already conveyed to the first team building.

Immediately afterwards, the news of the captain's meeting was also passed on to Seireitei.

Not long after, the captains walked into the captain's conference room with sad faces.

Except for the bellicose Zaraki Kenpachi, no one looked forward to future wars.

Even First Generation Kenpachi Unohana Retsu is the same.

In the conference room, Yamamoto Genryusai sat in the middle, with the hot 110 breath surrounding him, and his majestic gaze fell on every captain who walked into the conference room.

This move immediately made the atmosphere in the room seem a bit solemn.

Even the most unreliable Kyoraku Shunsui restrained his smile and responded seriously after seeing this scene.

Based on his understanding of Yamamoto Genryusai, it is best not to jump too far at this time.

Otherwise, it is very likely that Ryūjin Jakka will chop him on the head.

"The Arrancars of Hueco Mundo have appeared in this world, and the situation has become extremely urgent!"

Yamamoto Genryusai saw that the captains had arrived, looked around with majestic eyes, and said slightly seriously:

"Everyone, the war has begun!"

Current world, Karakura Town.

Abandoned warehouse.

"No, no, how can they be equally powerful?"

Szayel Aporro keenly heard the murmurs of the Visored members, even if they spoke to refute.

"Grimmjow is the No. 6 player in Espada, and can only be considered an average player."

"Although I am only No. 7, I am the real Vasto Lorde."

He seems to be very concerned about breaking the enemy's spirit, and constantly uses words to put pressure on Visored.

"If it's time to fight, Shalimjo can't be my opponent!"

Although in head-on combat, SzayelAporro is slightly worse.

But when it comes to means, he has at least eighteen ways to kill Grimmjow alive.

When they heard SzayelAporro's first words, the members of Visored were still a little lucky.

As everyone knows, the second half of these words directly sent them into the abyss.

A being like Grimmjow, who almost killed Muguruma Kensei with one strike, is actually only the number 6 in Espada?!

What kind of strength will the person in front of him have?

Also, as the king of Hueco Mundo, would Shendu be even more terrifying?

They couldn't help but recall Shendu's achievements in this world not long ago.

Five Shinigami captains teamed up to besiege it.

Then it ended in a disastrous defeat.

Thinking of this, the atmosphere of despair becomes more and more intense.

Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō couldn't even feel the slightest fighting spirit.

"Don't delay any longer."

Ulquiorra pulled out the blade from her waist, with dark green Reiatsu lingering around it.

"Seize the time to resolve the battle."

See this.

The members of Visored suddenly became nervous and responded with Reiatsu.

However, at this moment, the more terrifying and brutal Reiatsu shrouded the vicinity of the abandoned warehouse, instantly shrouding everyone's hearts, and (aifi) the sense of despair once again amplified.

“Shendu…”

Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō looked towards the horizon and saw a figure slowly walking in this direction in the air.

As he continued to approach, the oxygen in the air seemed to become thinner, and the members of Visored suddenly felt an unspeakable feeling of suffocation.

Every step of the step seems to match the beating of the heart.

Suddenly, an infinite load is exerted on the heart, almost giving people the feeling of being close to death.

King of Hueco Mundo, Shendu.

Looking at the figure that suddenly appeared here, everyone in Visored felt a sense of powerlessness rising in their hearts.

Last time, with the help of five captains, it still ended in a disastrous defeat.

This time there are only members of Visored, so I am afraid that they will end up in a true sense of annihilation.

"Grimmjow, what's wrong with you?"

Shendu did not pay attention to the members of Visored, but looked at Grimmjow.

At this time, Grimmjow was covered in blood, and Reiatsu was also slightly weak due to recovering from his injuries.

Faced with the inquiry, Grimmjow turned his head to the side and said with a hint of unwillingness:

"War, because of the way of fighting."

"I just want to try my limits."

That is, if Shendu asks this question, he will answer.

If it were anyone else, even Cortes, who often beat him, Grim would not answer this question honestly.

after all.

When Shendu lifts someone up, he really beats him to death.

He often resorts to fighting methods such as removing limbs and twisting off heads.

Who can withstand this?

Remove your limbs, then change hands and grow new ones for you.

The removed limbs were directly fed to Gillian.

No matter how big your heart is, it can't bear it.

"Did you resist Muguruma Kensei's Bankai?"

Shendu looked at the battle field and judged the process.

"If it's just to this extent, then Yammy's steel skin defense should be enough to defend it."

"Six cars..."

He glanced at Muguruma Kensei who was lying on the ground dying, and suddenly realized that this guy looked like he was about to die.

"It was almost cut in half."

"Grimmjow's second level return has reached the passing standard."

Everyone in Visored looked at Shendu with vigilance. Although they still stood firm, there was no look of hope deep in their eyes.

"In that case..."

Shendu stepped in the air, looked down at the figure below, and issued an order to the Espadas:

"I'll give you three minutes to end this farce!".